"I found one captive over here."
The voice of the spy knight resonated in the minds of D'andre and the other spy knights. The spy knight had given them his location, and they soon arrived in front of the cell holding Dragun.
Dragun was unconscious, his clothes badly torn, his face bloodied with bruises and swelling that made it extremely difficult for anyone to recognize him.
It took D'andre several minutes before he finally recognized him.
"Dragun??"
He uttered the name with a deep frown etched on his face.
"You know him? He was abducted alongside the lord of a small village."
"Yeah, I know him—he's the father of the guy who brought me to this place," D'andre replied.
The spy knights exchanged curious glances, wondering who could be so important to D'andre that the wealthiest and most powerful merchant would personally risk everything to rescue him.
